( a blind man could see the tension in the room. it's evident once they've stepped inside, the air all heavy with malicious intent, every figure in the shop drawn taunt with their shoulders cringing with suspicion. dick gets it. they walked into the right place at exactly the right time. any other occasion, and he'd be positively ecstatic about mako stepping into his personal bubble - right now he's just aware, acting the part, propping a hand momentarily on mako's jaw. )
Anytime you like, handsome.
( or, i'll follow your lead, as he means it.
but right. getting as close as possible before the thieves turn around on them. dick takes a languid step backwards, acting the part of a lovesick honeymoon couple, sliding his hand down to catch mako's. pulling gently. )
I think I want some of those coconut cream things? You know, with the flakeys on the outside. ( dick is good at this though, where mako flounders. he drags him forward, very much invested in the snacks down the aisle, one hand propping up his chin while he hums thoughtfully. the thieves make the first move, but at least it's on them instead of the shopkeeper - dick could tell just by looking at the three that one was an earth bender, the other two nonbenders, and the fourth was still a mystery. it's the earth bender that comes at them, of course, roaring up the ground beneath their feet. dick shoves mako out of the way, pressed up against the aisle, and then it's all hell breaking loose. he goes after the bender, lets mako tend to the other two, while the fourth makes an escape. it isn't particularly hard - most of these low level thugs aren't especially skilled, relying too much on bending and not enough on form. dick wrestles with him, throws punches, ducks under the onslaught of rocks. when the opportunity presents itself, he pushes rapidly on all his pressure points, effectively blocking his chi.
once he's been punched out, he looks back at mako, holding his own against the sluggers but needing a helping hand - dick wraps the middle of his scarf across one of their pounding fists, catching him off guard enough for mako to catch the final blow. )
Mako, I'm pursuing the forth!
( he shouts before racing out the door. he catches a glimpse of fluttering fabric up the outside ladder, and makes quick work of climbing up the railings, looking side to side for the perpetrator. )
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Anytime you like, handsome.
( or, i'll follow your lead, as he means it.
but right. getting as close as possible before the thieves turn around on them. dick takes a languid step backwards, acting the part of a lovesick honeymoon couple, sliding his hand down to catch mako's. pulling gently. )
I think I want some of those coconut cream things? You know, with the flakeys on the outside. ( dick is good at this though, where mako flounders. he drags him forward, very much invested in the snacks down the aisle, one hand propping up his chin while he hums thoughtfully. the thieves make the first move, but at least it's on them instead of the shopkeeper - dick could tell just by looking at the three that one was an earth bender, the other two nonbenders, and the fourth was still a mystery. it's the earth bender that comes at them, of course, roaring up the ground beneath their feet. dick shoves mako out of the way, pressed up against the aisle, and then it's all hell breaking loose. he goes after the bender, lets mako tend to the other two, while the fourth makes an escape. it isn't particularly hard - most of these low level thugs aren't especially skilled, relying too much on bending and not enough on form. dick wrestles with him, throws punches, ducks under the onslaught of rocks. when the opportunity presents itself, he pushes rapidly on all his pressure points, effectively blocking his chi.
once he's been punched out, he looks back at mako, holding his own against the sluggers but needing a helping hand - dick wraps the middle of his scarf across one of their pounding fists, catching him off guard enough for mako to catch the final blow. )
Mako, I'm pursuing the forth!
( he shouts before racing out the door. he catches a glimpse of fluttering fabric up the outside ladder, and makes quick work of climbing up the railings, looking side to side for the perpetrator. )